The Sleeping Beauty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB CACACA BDBDBD EFEFEF GBGBGB HIHIHI JKJKCK LMMMNM OPOPOP QMQMQM RMRMSM TUTUVU MVMVMV MOMOMO GWGXGX PMPMPM MPMPMP MMMMMM MYMYMY MZMZMZ A2B2C2DC2D MMMMMMCall that a yarn said old Tom Pugh | A |
What rot I ll lay my hat | B |
I ll sling you a yarn worth more nor two | A |
Such pumped up yarns as that | B |
And thereupon old Tommy slew | A |
A yarn of Lambing Flat | B |
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When Lambing Flat broke out he said | C |
Mongst others there I knew | A |
A lanky orkard Lunnon bred | C |
Young chap named Johnny Drew | A |
And nicknamed for his love of bed | C |
The Sleeping Beauty too | A |
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He sunk a duffer on the Flat | B |
In comp ny with three more | D |
And makin room for this and that | B |
They was a tidy four | D |
Save when the eldest Dublin Pat | B |
Got drunk and raved for gore | D |
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This Jack at yarnin licked a book | E |
And half the night he d spout | F |
But when he once turned in it took | E |
Old Nick to get him out | F |
And that is how they came to cook | E |
The joke I tell about | F |
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A duffer rush broke out one day | G |
I quite forget where at | B |
It doesn t matter anyway | G |
It didn t feed a cat | B |
And Johnnie s party said they d say | G |
Good bye to Lambing Flat | B |
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Next mom rose Johnnie s mates to pack | H |
And make an early shunt | I |
But all they could get out of Jack | H |
Was All right or a grunt | I |
By pourin water down his back | H |
And when he turned his front | I |
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The billy biled the tea was made | J |
They sat and ate their fill | K |
But Jack upon his broad back laid | J |
Snored like a fog horn still | K |
We ll save some tea to scald him said | C |
The peaceful Corney Bill | K |
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As they their beef and damper ate | L |
And swilled their pints of tea | M |
A bully notion all at wonst | M |
Dawned on that rowdy three | M |
And Dublin Pat in frantic mirth | N |
Said Now we ll have a spree | M |
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Well arter that I m safe to swear | O |
The beggars didn t lag | P |
But packed their togs with haste and care | O |
And each one made his swag | P |
With Johnnie s moleskins ev ry pair | O |
Included in the bag | P |
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With nimble fingers from the pegs | Q |
They soon the strings unbent | M |
And off its frame as sure as eggs | Q |
They drew the blessed tent | M |
And rolled it up and stretched their legs | Q |
And packed the lot and went | M |
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And scarcely p r aps a thing to love | R |
The Beauty slumbered sound | M |
With nought but Heaven s blue above | R |
And Lambing Flat around | M |
Until in sight some diggers hove | S |
Some diggers out ard bound | M |
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They sez as twelve o clock was nigh | T |
We ll say for sure elev n | U |
When Johnnie ope d his right hand eye | T |
And looked straight up to Heav n | U |
I reckon he got more surprise | V |
Than struck the fabled Sev n | U |
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Clean off his bunk he made a bound | M |
And when he rubbed his eyes | V |
I m safe to swear poor Johnnie found | M |
His dander gin to rise | V |
For there were diggers standin round | M |
Their missuses likewise | V |
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O Lor the joke it wasn t lost | M |
Though it did well nigh tear | O |
The sides of them as came acrost | M |
The flat to hear Jack swear | O |
They sez as how old Grimshaw tossed | M |
His grey wig in the air | O |
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Some minutes on the ground Jack lay | G |
And bore their screamin jeers | W |
And every bloke that passed that way | G |
Contributed his sneers | X |
Jack cursed aloud that cursed day | G |
Seemed lengthened into years | X |
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Then in a fury up he sprung | P |
A pretty sight you bet | M |
And laid about him with his tongue | P |
Advising us to get | M |
And praying we might all be hung | P |
I think I hear him yet | M |
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Then on a sudden down he bent | M |
And grabbed a chunk of rock | P |
And into Grimshaw s stomach sent | M |
The fossil with a shock | P |
And Grimshaw doubled up and went | M |
To pieces with the knock | P |
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And in the sun that day Jack stood | M |
Clad only in his shirt | M |
And fired with stones and bits of wood | M |
And with his tongue threw dirt | M |
He fought as long as e er he could | M |
But very few were hurt | M |
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He stooped to tear a lump of schist | M |
Out of the clinging soil | Y |
By thunder you should hear him jist | M |
And see the way he d coil | Y |
Upon the ground and hug his fist | M |
And scratch and dig and toil | Y |
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Tis very plain he d struck it fat | M |
The dufferin Lunnon muff | Z |
The scoff and butt of Lambing Flat | M |
Who always got it rough | Z |
Could strike his fortune where he sat | M |
The joker held the stuff | Z |
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Well that s the yarn it ain t so poor | A2 |
Them golden days is o er | B2 |
And Dublin Pat was drowned and sure | C2 |
It quenched his thirst for gore | D |
Old Corney Bill and Dave the Cure | C2 |
I never heard on more | D |
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The Sleepin Beauty s wealthy too | M |
And wears a shiny hat | M |
But often comes to old Tom Pugh | M |
To have a quiet chat | M |
I lent him pants to get him through | M |
His fix on Lambing Flat | M |
Henry Lawson
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